Ouroboros Spine entertain my faith

Since Sitri was not privy to her internal thoughts. He merely sat upwards and allowed her to share his warmth. He thought about offering to preen at her shoulders and her ears, but decided against it. It had been commonplace to do that for others where he was from. But here, here he didn't know what was socially unacceptable or not. As a slave all you had was other slaves. And though Sitri had never been very close to any of them if at all. He had helped them when he was in the pits.

Had she asked Sitri he probably would have told her it was indeed her liberty. Because the simple fact was once you took a mate you belonged to them in a sense. you were trusting them with every part of you both kind and cruel and you were trusting them not to hurt you. One of the reasons that Sitri did not understand the point. After all, all he had known had been hurt at the paws of those who swore they loved him. His mother his sister using them to their own twisted and sick carnal desires. His queen using him for her own carnal, and other desires. He had always been used and abused by those who loved him or said they did.

Realizing Cara was lost in her own thoughts and fearing for her. Sitri leaned forward and touched his nose to her shoulder. Are you okay Cara?